Sensational! Fake Noble VS Real Genius
Chapter 649: Young Friend, Are You Selling This Flower?

Chapter 649: Chapter 649: Young Friend, Are You Selling This Flower?

Ling Yuanzhou heard Mo Weiran’s question and frowned deeply, still ignoring Mo Weiran and continued to walk ahead on his own.

Seeing this, Mo Weiran sighed softly and stopped speaking.

He knew that Brother Zhou had come for an Ancient Medical Manuscript, but in the end, he did not win the bid for that Fragmented Scroll.

Mo Weiran could only guess that perhaps he was upset about not getting the Fragmented Scroll and didn’t know how to comfort him, so he let him be alone and quiet.

He silently held the flower and followed alongside Ling Yuanzhou.

"Young friend, please wait a moment."

A somewhat hoarse voice rang beside his ear. Mo Weiran didn’t think it was addressed to him, so he continued walking with his head down. However, Ling Yuanzhou stopped in his tracks.

Seeing Ling Yuanzhou stop, Mo Weiran also stopped.

Both of them turned to look back and saw three people standing there: an elder with a white beard, followed by a woman dressed in a traditional white robe and a woman in yellow clothing. At that moment, the elder was briskly walking towards them.

Recognizing the elder’s appearance, Ling Yuanzhou was stunned.

This man, he had seen him on the internet before.

Mo Canglan, a world-famous healer who had been the president of the World Medical Association but had since retired.

He had not expected to encounter him here.

Ling Yuanzhou looked at Mo Canglan with excitement, and as Mo Canglan approached closer, you could see Ling Yuanzhou’s heart almost reached his throat.

Was he being called?

Could Divine Doctor Mo have recognized that he was also a medical student?

Could it be that seeing his talent, he would take him as a disciple?

The more he thought, the more excited Ling Yuanzhou appeared, and the usually stoic expression couldn’t help but show a hint of thrill.

By now, Mo Canglan had arrived in front of them. Ling Yuanzhou found his voice, about to greet him, "Mo..."

He had barely uttered a word when Mo Canglan interrupted him, "Young friend, are you selling this flower?"

Mo Canglan was now standing close to Mo Weiran, looking at him with a somewhat excited expression.

Mo Weiran had not expected the elder to be speaking to him. Hearing what the elder said, Mo Weiran was first stunned then immediately shook his head, "Sorry, the flower isn’t mine, I’m taking care of it for a friend."

Hearing this, Mo Canglan looked a bit disappointed, yet he persisted, "Are you sure it’s not for sale? Or, could you ask your friend if they would sell? We can negotiate a price."

Upon hearing this, Mo Weiran quickly responded, "Sorry, it’s not for sale."

A flower that can ward off all evil spirits is surely very important to the young miss; it certainly cannot be sold.

Once Mo Canglan heard it, he sighed in disappointment, "I’ve troubled you."

"No, no problem." Even Mo Weiran, who struggled with social interaction, was somewhat caught off guard by the courtesy from a stranger.

Embarrassed, he nodded at Mo Canglan and was about to walk away when he saw Ling Yuanzhou staring at Mo Canglan with no intention of leaving. Mo Weiran whispered to Ling Yuanzhou, "Brother Zhou, let’s go."

However, Ling Yuanzhou still showed no sign of leaving, instead looking at Mo Canglan, "Elder Mo, hello, I..."

Ling Yuanzhou hadn’t finished speaking when he was interrupted again, "Where did you get this flower?"

The woman in the traditional white robe took a few steps towards Mo Weiran, her gaze sternly fixed on him.

Mo Weiran’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly. Holding the flower, he instinctively took two steps back, "It was given to me by a friend."

"What is your friend’s name?" The tone was interrogating, making it quite uncomfortable to hear.